T.Love - Warszawa

Outside, it’s winter — the day has begun
I start one more day of this life
I stare through the window, still caught in a dream
While Grochów sobers up from the night

The booze I drank pounds through my veins
The bus ploughs through slushy white streets
From the window, I watch the capital of concrete —
And now I’ve crossed to the city’s far east

When I look in your eyes, tired just like mine
I love this city, as tired as I am
Where Hitler and Stalin both left their stains
Where springtime breathes in car exhaust

Krakowskie Przedmieście, soaked in sun
You whirl like a cloud, step out from the gate
And I am so hungry, so terribly hungry —
My darling, feed me your dreams on a plate

Green Żoliborz — damn Żoliborz —
Blooms on the trees and the hedges
Drunk on the sewage that spills from the river
I want to scream, to cry, to sing on the edges

When I look in your eyes, tired just like mine
I love this city, as tired as I am
Where Hitler and Stalin both left their stains
Where springtime breathes in car exhaust

When I look in your eyes, tired just like mine
I love this city, as tired as I am
Where Hitler and Stalin both left their stains
Where springtime breathes in car exhaust

In autumn, school always begins
And the drinking starts up in the bars
It’s crowded, it’s stuffy, the waiter ignores us —
And we’ll end it again under stars

Each fall I think of the years that have passed
As old as these crumbling buildings
Each dusk, I walk with you, side by side
Through streets where chestnuts are gilding

And I look in your eyes, tired just like mine
And I love this city, as tired as I am
Where Hitler and Stalin both left their stains
Where springtime breathes in car exhaust

And I look in your eyes, tired just like mine
And I love this city, as tired as I am
Where Hitler and Stalin both left their stains
Where springtime breathes in car exhaust